Uncle Ye, Uncle Ye? Uncle Ye! ”

The little guy pushed open the door of the Ye Mansion, and the huge Ye Mansion was pitch black. There was no light at all. By the moonlight outside the window, the little guy vaguely saw a person lying on the sofa.

He took off his scarf and down jacket and walked over lightly.

Ye Lingbi fell asleep lightly on the sofa, wearing only a thin sweater, and he didn't take off his leather shoes. The complexion was ruddy because of the smell of wine. The lips are also red, blood-like scarlet.

The little guy flickered his gaze, and the little meat hand gently patted Ye Lingbi's cheek: "Uncle Ye, Uncle Ye, Uncle Ye." If you want to sleep, go back to the bedroom and go to sleep, you're going to catch a cold. ”

The sliding glass door on the ground was also wide open, and the cold wind was blowing directly at him, and he was not afraid of the cold.

Ye Lingbi's eyelashes moved, and his eyelids didn't open: "What are you doing?" ”

"I'm going to sleep with you." The little guy climbed on top of him with his hands and feet, and the little meat hand held his cheek: "Uncle Ye, I haven't slept with you for a long time, do you want me?" ”

"I miss you for a fart." Ye Lingbi angrily threw the little guy off his body: "If it's okay to be a beauty, forget it." Go back to the Quan Mansion to sleep, I'm not in the mood to take care of the children today. ”

Biscuit crawled on his chest again: "I don't need you to take care of me, I can take care of myself." Uncle Ye, you take me to take a bath, and tell me a bedtime story after taking a bath. By the way, I'm going to make that green tea-flavored ball. ”

Ye Lingbi: "............"

Is this still called not being taken care of by Lao Tzu?

He grabbed his hair helplessly and looked at the ceiling: "What about your second uncle?" I was busy making people with your second aunt, so I threw you to take care of you. He's not a thing, is he? In case I have a date with a beautiful woman today, I have sex. What to do with life. ”

Biscuit looked serious: "Uncle Ye, I'm only seven years old this year, you should pay attention when talking to me." Don't say these things in front of small children. And you have to fast for months, and you can't have sex during that time. Life. ”

Ye Lingbi: "Okay, you're only seven years old?" ”

Cookies: "......"

Consciously shouldering the responsibility of taking care of the child, Ye Lingbi returned to the bedroom with his godson in his arms, took out a piece of his pajamas and threw it to his godson: "Your pajamas haven't been touched for a long time, and they don't have the smell you like." ”

The little guy hugged Ye Lingbi's pajamas and smelled it, and smelled the crisp smell of the soap he liked, so he said 'um' with satisfaction.

Because his second uncle didn't like it, he didn't like the smell of being too strong. The smell of laundry detergent of all kinds, he also doesn't like it. He just likes the crisp smell of soap. Therefore, they do not use laundry detergent to wash clothes and bed sheets and covers, but only soap.

The personal butler of the Ye Mansion is a woman, a very beautiful woman. is responsible for taking care of Ye Lingbi's diet and daily life, and occasionally makes a cameo appearance as a bed partner. is barely one of Ye Lingbi's ex-girlfriends.

Ye Lingbi is still a little conscious of being someone's godfather, so she specially called the personal housekeeper and asked her not to come over tomorrow, not to come over for a few days.

I asked the private housekeeper where to put the green tea-flavored balls, put hot water in the bathtub for the baby godson, and then personally carried the little ancestor to the bathroom, and threw the little ancestor naked into the bathtub.

The biscuit only showed a small hairy head: "Uncle Ye, don't you soak with me?" ”

Ye Lingbi scoffed: "Your Uncle Ye never takes a bath in a bathtub with a man." ”

Cookie: "But I'm just a child, I'm not a man yet." ”

Ye Lingbi raised his eyebrows: "Just ask you, do you have any chickens?" ”

Cookie: "............"

He lay in the massager that came with the bathtub, squinting comfortably in peach blossom eyes: "Who is talking to you about any messy things that make you worry about me so much." He also came to sleep with me. ”

Biscuit smiled stupidly: "Uncle Ye, how did you guess it?" ”

"My own godson, can I not understand?" Ye Lingbi pouted: "You are not a child who wants your godfather to take care of." ”

Suddenly became a child who needed his care, there must be something wrong.

Biscuit grabbed his fingers: "Uncle Ye, why don't you soak with me, it's very comfortable." ”

"Your Uncle Ye is principled and will never take a bath with a man." Ye Lingbi pressed the little guy's head, stared at the peach blossom eyes, and his tone was not so frivolous: "I'm sorry for worrying you." Uncle Ye is fine. ”

Biscuit shook his head: "I care about you as I should, you're welcome." But I'm not worried about you, I just want to be with you. ”

Because Uncle Ye is really in trouble, the second aunt will not let him stay alone.

I just felt that I didn't want Uncle Ye to be alone, and I wanted to come over to accompany him.

The corners of Ye Lingbi's mouth were raised high.

This son was not raised in vain.

The stinky boy has always known that he feels sorry for people.

"Uncle Ye, are you really not going to soak with me?"

"Don't bubble."

"Uncle Ye, then you can tell me a story."

"Do you really think of yourself as a child?"

"I'm a child, I'm only seven years old."

"You're seven years old again, and you don't think of yourself as a seven-year-old. You want to live like a seventy-year-old man. ”

"When it's good for me, I can be a seven-year-old."

Forget it, his son is reluctant to die.

Ye Lingbi asked him lazily, "What story do you want to hear?" ”

Biscuit hugged his Uncle Ye's arm: "Today I plan to be a seven-year-old child, so you can tell me a story that a seven-year-old child will listen to." ”

Ye Lingbi scolded angrily: "How the do I know what stories ordinary seven-year-olds usually listen to." ”

"Snow White?" The cookie is also a little blindfolded: "Or the seven dwarfs?" ”

Ye Lingbi scolded angrily: "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs are a story." ”

Cookie: "Ordinary seven-year-old boys don't listen to the story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, do they?" ”

Ye Lingbi was troublesome, and directly played a superhero movie to the little guy.

How luxurious is Ye Mansion?

In the bathroom, there is a complete set of audio-visual equipment. You can lie in the bathtub and soak in the bath while getting a massage while watching a movie.

Ye Lingbi came back from making himself a cup of tea, took a lot of snacks, lay in the massager in the bathtub, and watched a movie with his godson.

Cookie yawned: "I don't like superheroes." Individual heroism is too strong. This is cultural export, but also cultural brainwashing. To watch these, it is better to watch martial arts movies from the eighties. ”

Ye Lingbi slapped him angrily: "Ordinary seven-year-old boys like this!" If you want to be an ordinary seven-year-old boy today, you will play it obediently for me. ”

Biscuit rubbed the back of his head that was slapped, and he didn't dare to refute, so he obediently began to swim in the bathtub.

Ye Lingbi was speechless for a long time before he said slowly: "You are not an ordinary seven-year-old boy, and you can't be an ordinary seven-year-old boy." Stop acting, you are tired, your Uncle Ye is even more tired. Roll over. ”

The little one swam back with a puff.

Ye Lingbi fished him out of the bathtub, dried his body, and put on his pajamas: "Sleepy or not?" ”

The little guy was wearing his pajamas and skirts, and yawned with teary eyes: "Sleepy, but it's not my usual sleep time, I definitely can't sleep." Uncle Ye, I have one thing I want to do. ”

Ye Lingbi: "Put." ”

"It's been a long time since I've played a game with you, let's ......" The little guy's eyes lit up: "It's okay to play the game all night tonight!" ”

"Not good. Take you to play all night, and your second aunt will have to hack me to death tomorrow. Play until twelve o'clock and go to bed. ”

"Uncle Ye is the best!!"

Ye Lingbi scolded with a smile: "Don't shoot Lao Tzu's ass." ”

Carrying the little guy to the game room, he sat down on the carpet, and turned over the game that the two of them hadn't cleared last time.

A person with a gamepad, sitting on the carpet, setting an alarm clock at twelve o'clock -

Open the liver!

The alarm went off?

Pinched, continue liver!

This night, the lights of the Ye Mansion were turned on all night.

※

The next day, early in the morning, the Quan Mansion.

While eating breakfast, Quan Shaoting asked where his nephew, who had not returned all night, had gone, and Feng Jiuye truthfully reported the situation.

After hearing this, Mu Nian'an sizzled the fork on the plate: "Ye Lingbi is really a good skill, he didn't take his godson to learn well, he actually took his godson to play games all night." is a good child, let Ye Lingbi take it badly! ”

Quan Shaoting laughed silently: "Biscuit rarely behaves like a child, Ye Lingbi can't bear to refuse him." ”

Mu Nian'an: "But it's too much to play a game all night with cookies!" The biscuits finally got rid of the jet lag, and Ye Lingbi didn't think about the children who were growing up. ”

Feng Jiuye: "I went to bed without eating breakfast." How good it would be if you had breakfast and then slept well. ”

This sleep, it is estimated that I will have to sleep until the afternoon.

Mu Nian'an sent a WeChat message to Liu Bingbing, asking her to give Xiaotuanzi a day off today, and she wouldn't go to class.

She said: "Brother Jiu, then you work hard and send cookies to my company in the afternoon." ”

Feng Jiuye agreed: "It's just right, I sent biscuits to your company, and by the way, I will take the national highway to Jiangcheng." ”

It's too troublesome to fly, wait for a long time at the airport, the distance is not very far, and it is even more troublesome to apply for a route to do a private jet. It takes more than three hours to drive from the capital to Jiangcheng. He slept and got up and went to Jiangcheng.

Quan Shaoting said lightly: "It's troublesome Brother Jiu." ”

Feng Jiu Ye didn't speak, just shook his head and signaled him not to be polite.

Mu Nian'an shook her eyelids, but she didn't ask.

It seems that Brother Jiu went to Jiangcheng this time, not just for the reason of visiting Anna. The big devil still has something for him to do, it should have something to do with the old poisonous snake, right?

Because they wanted to send Huang Zihao to school, Mu Nianan and Lao Huang set off relatively early. It was less than seven o'clock and we were leaving.

Lao Huang was embarrassed: "Mr. Mu, in fact, you don't have to send Xiaohao with me." You and Mr. Quan still have the ninth master, eat breakfast slowly, and the company doesn't work so early. ”

Mu Nian'an smiled: "Zihao has something to say when he looks for me, Mr. Quan is next to him, and it is inconvenient for Zihao to say." Zihao, isn't it? ”

Huang Zihao touched the tip of his nose, very embarrassed: "Aunt Mu, can I ask you for help?" ”

The tip of Lao Huang's heart is dripping blood.

His own son, he didn't even know about it. This dad is too much of a failure!

Mu Nian'an smiled: "I may not be able to help you, but you can definitely ask me for help." No matter what happens, you can talk to Aunt Mu. Let's start by talking about what your plan is for yourself. ”

Huang Zihao said word by word, very seriously: "Aunt Mu, I want to go to the school of cookies." May I? ”

"It's hard." Mu Nian'an said honestly: "You must have checked what kind of school Eton Public School is. ”